When I was a kid, my mother used to have me participate in storytelling contests. I have no idea how that ever came about. I don’t know whether such things even still exist. However, that love of words and stories stayed with me. Became a part of my being. Every week or so, I like to identify a word that captures a moment or a feeling that is symbolic of that point in time.
This week, the word “kinetic” stuck with me. It resonated deep within me. It refers to forward motion. That’s where I want to be caught up in. Someone said that I am an earthy, quirky person. Possibly kinetic. Meaning that I am an emotional person who has to feel things before I can learn them. Possibly the kind of person who falls in love with people after I feel they are good.